Caught Watching Daddy’s Homemade Porn (2 page)

Maybe she had him on a pedestal, believing
he’d rock her world with the greatest sex she’d ever know, but she
was so desperate to have him that on more than one occasion she
walked down the hall at night with momentary bravery to solicit a
wild night. Then in the morning, when she was relieved she never
followed through with her crazy, lust driven idea, she’d hurry to
his closet to watch his homemade porn.

Some morning’s, like that day, Lindsey ached
with need. Her pussy burned with heat from tight muscles that
needed worked out. And because the vibration wasn’t nearly enough,
she lay back in the bed, legs wide open, and slipped the handle in.
She gripped his brush and began thrusting it inside. And when the
device shut off, Lindsey decided it was easier to fantasize that
Darren was fucking her if she matched his speed to his thrusts
without the buzzing.

Lindsey swayed her entire body, working the
toy inside, but she tapped the blunt end of the handle against her
depth at double speed. She concentrated on Darren’s grunting as he
shoved his cock into Pretzel. Because she loved his sounds and his
low murmur could work her into a peak in seconds, she turned up the
volume when he started demanding that Pretzel orgasm.

“Give me your cream, Hailey. I’m not going
to ask you again. Cream or I’ll keep fucking your little pussy
until you can’t take any more.”

His words were so hot. Though he asked for
the impossible, Lindsey loved his demanding. Pretzel didn’t
instantly climax, but Lindsey let out a loud cry when her pussy
reacted to his stern commands and clamped down on the unforgiving
handle.

“Cum in me!” Lindsey begged as if Darren
would give in to her desires. “Cum in me and I swear I’ll
finish!”

Lindsey lifted off the pillow and with her
hand she thrust the toy into her slit as quickly as she could. Each
rap against her depth made her moan as her lust and pleasure built
to greater heights.

“Surrender, Hailey! Give me your cream, or
I’ll keep going when you think you have nothing left to give!”
Darren rammed her slick pussy, and when she didn’t orgasm, he
lifted one of her legs and slammed in hard. Their balance was
thrown off and he fell on top of her onto the sheets, but the
collision made Pretzel scream. Instantly she began to convulse in a
climax. Darren never ceased, and spread her legs with his to fuck
her deep.

He was so skilled, so hot, so impressively
tone all over, and so damn sexy Lindsey threw her hips one last
time into the toy and began to peak. “Go, baby!” he yelled on the
television.

Lindsey moaned loudly, pretending he was
encouraging her to cream, and she held nothing back as she drummed
the handle into her depth and screamed loudly, “YES, FUCK ME!”

Lindsey was in the throes of a satisfying
peak and filling his room with loud sounds of her pleasure, when
all her heightened senses of euphoria turned to instant panic. She
heard heavy stomping; Darren was running up the stairs. Lindsey had
just enough time to frantically slip his toothbrush out of her and
pause the video, although she meant to press stop, before her
stepdad came charging into the room. He looked around with furious
glower and his flared temper shone in his flushed completion. She’d
never seen him so angry. He glared her down, pointed at her, and
snarled, “Don’t you dare even
think
about disappearing on
me, Lindsey Rose Presley,” before he rushed into his closet to look
around. She was sure he was eyeing his chest where he hid his stash
of videos but then he turned to face her, and boomed in a tone so
intimidating that it scared her: “Where the fuck is he? I’m going
to kick his fucking ass!”

She began to shake she was so terrified, and
his question confused her for a second. In the time it took for her
to realize he thought she was in his room with some boy, he noticed
the television and toothbrush in hand. She instantly dropped it on
the bed, and accidently hit the button. It buzzed in a muffled
vibration on the bed. Heat washed over her body, and she was sure
she was flushing from embarrassment.

His attention went from her shaking, barely
covered body, to the toothbrush, and then to the television. The
video was paused on a clip where he was cumming and his dick
slipped out to let his pearly drops seep from Pretzel’s well worked
pussy. His cock was glistening from sex and his seed.

Darren was undoubtedly piecing together she
was watching his porn, watching him fuck other women, and maybe
even realizing to what extent she was getting off on his sex if she
was desperate enough to fuck the only thick object she could
find.

He didn’t clam up, however; he calmly walked
over to the VCR, removed the cassette, and uttered something like,
“We’ll talk about this later,” as he left the room. No doubt he was
giving them both time to think. Surely he needed to figure out how
to tell her it was unacceptable to watch his videos without shaming
her or making her feel any more humiliation than she already
received. And Lindsey would use the time to think of a damn good
lie—if she could.

DAYS LATER, THINGS WERE still awkward, but
Lindsey was pretty sure she was the one making things that way,
because she had yet to talk to him. And despite him trying to get
her to watch television with him, eat dinner together, and even
stop by her room to tell her good night, she stubbornly did little
more than shake her head when responding.

She was being so immature, but he caught her
fucking a toothbrush
! And he didn’t say anything about it,
which was somehow worse. Watching his porn to the vibration of a
household appliance lingered between them like a dirty little
secret. She couldn’t get over her humiliation.

And worse than him not chewing her out
because of her habit, he didn’t give in to her needs. He rejected
her by deciding not to take her, and roughly fuck her like he did
all those other women. It wasn’t like she was underage. She was
almost nineteen. And he wasn’t her real dad either. He never
adopted her. They simply lived together, alone. There was nothing
stopping Darren from ravaging her now that he knew she was
interested in him enough she’d watch his porn. But he didn’t.

Lindsey was still focusing on her
disappointment that he didn’t want her when he knocked on her
bedroom door. He didn’t wait for an answer, but after a few days of
her giving him the silent-treatment, surely he knew she wasn’t
going to welcome him. He slowly encroached, entering her room with
his hands behind his back as he wandered toward her bed.

“Is it okay if I come in?” he asked. With
her typical response, she shrugged as if she didn’t care about
anything anymore, which was far from the truth. “Are you coming
downstairs? I ordered Chinese food.” She shook her head, and then
dropped a hint that if he wasn’t offering himself to satisfy a
different kind of hunger than she’d rather lick her wounds in
private and she returned to her book she’d been escaping in.

When her eyes returned to the pages, Darren
set a wrapped shoebox onto the book. “I got this for you today.” In
stubbornness, she set the gift aside, but murmured a soft thank
you, which she genuinely meant. “Will you open it?”

“Can I later?” She closed the book and
looked at the shiny silver paper that was neatly folded around the
box. She was dying to know what was inside, but after days of
holding a grudge, maintaining her bad mood just seemed easier. “I
appreciate it. I do. But…this is so embarrassing.”

“I know,” he said quickly, and he was about
to continue, but the little she said stirred up her humiliation
again and she suddenly had to get up from the bed and leave his
presence. “Okay, I’ll give you time.” Darren jumped up from the
bed, leaving her room before she could rush out.

He left her while standing in the middle of
the room. When he shut the door, her eyes darted to the box. But
she still pretended to not be interested in it until she heard him
driving off a half hour later. By that time, she had a hand on the
gift and been reading the same paragraph for the last ten minutes
as her mind kept wandering back to the distracting package. She
finally couldn’t take it anymore, and with him not in house, there
was no reason to hold up her stubborn walls. She tore into the
gift, ripping off the paper and then dug through tissue before she
found what he gave her inside a plastic clamshell. She laughed,
sounding happier than she’d been in days when she removed a ten
inch flesh colored vibrator, equipped with batteries and a bonus
clit tickler that looked like a bunny that slid down the toy when
wanted.

Her stepdad bought her a sex toy
!

She giggled, instantly knowing what she’d do
to make amends for her shitty attitude, and once again ran to his
closet while she had an opportunity to use her new gift with him
not at home. As she dug in his chest it occurred to her that he
left to give her time to use it. Once she found his camera and
tripod, she carefully set it up at the foot of his bed and because
she didn’t know when he’d be back, she pressed record without
delay.

She stripped down to her bra and panties
before coming into view of the camera. She crawled into the screen,
heading to the middle of his bed. She sat with legs spread for the
camera, and began to run the end from one thigh to her other,
crossing the cockhead over her panties. “Thanks for my toy,
Darren,” she smiled at the camera, but then relaxed against the
headrest and made the swipes along her panties and legs shorter and
shorter until the end of the vibrator was continually brushing her
clit. For several minutes she played with herself, loving that she
was masturbating for him. She wanted him hot and turned on by the
sight of a lifelike dick stroking her panties.

Then she slid the vibrator down her belly,
dipped it into her underwear, and then repeatedly brought the shaft
back up to the elastic before plunging several inches under the
fabric once again. Her panties hugged the stiff cock, and she
watched the toy burrow down. She could see the thick head, the
exaggerated plump ridge, and every dimple on the thick rod delve
down toward her sex. It was like watching a cock slowly slide into
her pussy. Because she loved seeing a thick shaft penetrate her
tight panties and delve toward her pussy, she continually stroked
her lips and teased her clit as she lightly brushed the portion of
her nub that poked out of her partially spread gap. She moaned each
time she watched the stiff, brawny cock stretch her delicate
panties, as anticipation to stuff the huge cock inside her aching
core for view of the camera.

Lindsey knew how visual men were; she knew
the sight of the cock entering her panties would excite him, but
she wanted more of a tease. Lindsey drew back the silky, red fabric
covering her opening and made sure that each swipe of her toy was
seen through the gap. The tight material held the silicone shaft
closer to her sex. As she stroked, the panties kept the stiff cock
snug against her clit. Every vein rubbed her nub as she dipped the
toy again and again. The head popped out her panties, covering her
pink opening before she drew the toy back up.

“I want your dick here,” she said and made
the toy dip toward her hole. The cockhead brushed against her
opening, and she bent the dick by pressing the tip in with her
finger and made the toy sink into her a few inches. She moaned as
the girth penetrated and spread her deliciously. She whimpered with
desperation, “I want you to fuck me so bad!”

She pulled the toy out, even slipped it out
of her panties, and then spanked her clit with the cock so hard
that the slapping filled the room. She whimpered, loving the
intense sting of the smack.

Lindsey turned on the vibrator, and ground
the head into her panties. The buzzing stimulated her clit, and for
several minutes she played with her new toy until her lust for
Darren was mounting to a new obsession. She no longer was pleased
with the gift, because he wasn’t giving himself to her, driving his
cock deep into her where it belonged. Like all the time before when
watching his porn, the thought of him made her ache. Her clit
throbbed, and in urgency she suddenly stripped off her panties and
began banging herself with the toy while she pleasured her clit
with her finger and heavily panted.

“Fuck me, Darren! Come into my room, throw
me on the bed, strip me naked in a hurry, and fuck hard like you’ve
needed to since the day you met me!”

With her legs open wide for the camera, she
thrust the thick cock into her pussy. Her wet core slicked the toy,
and within a few fast flicks of her wrist she worked the length
into her depth and began thumping her cervix with the round head.
“FUCK! I needed this!” She panted as she stroked her walls with the
dick. She pulled the toy all the way out before sinking it back in.
She was so wet her juice loudly swashed each time she slipped it
out. All the ridges in the silicone kneaded her entrance, spreading
her wide, and it caressed her walls with its girth. Her achy pussy
welcomed every inch. She needed the feverish rubbing with something
so thick for some time.

She imagined the cock belonged to Darren,
and called out his name between gasps for air. “I love your cock! I
love your big cock!” She opened her legs spread eagle, and banged
the toy into her opening. “Fuck my pussy, Darren! Give me your
cock!”

She wanted Darren to see her tits bounce and
watch her entire body fuck the toy. So Lindsey quickly got on her
knees, made the toy sink into her again as she settled, and while
leaned back against the headboard and her pussy far out in front,
she raised and dropped her hips in a hurry. She frantically fucked
the cock, panting loudly and holding nothing back.

Lindsey was on the verge of climaxing but
she did her best to hold off. She wanted to give Darren time to
finish, when she knew his stamina was impressive. She threw her
pussy down onto the head, making the tip ram into her. The vigor
made her shake, but she needed the rough fuck to satisfy months of
greed. But the huge cock was massaging her tight walls with an
impressive ability to thrill her.